Chapter 296

Chapter 296

As soon as the article finished ranting, a message began to appear.

[You have won the dueling competition].

[Only prestige 3 will increase].

[Increased rewards for the quest “For the Honor of the Empire”].

“Ho.

His reputation went up by 30,000 just for winning, but that wasn’t all.

‘You’re getting stronger with every win.’

Quest rewards from Revil have also been buffed.

“Please go downstairs.”

Smiling at the message, Ming Hu turned around at the knight’s words and descended the stairs from the arena. At the bottom of the stadium stood the knight who had escorted him.

“Sue, thank you.”

The knight waiting below looked at Ming Hu with a puzzled look in his eyes and said.

“I’d like to escort you to the waiting room.”

After speaking, the knight took the lead and began to walk away. Ming Hu followed the knight toward the waiting room.

“Huh?

Soon arriving in the waiting room, Ming Hu couldn’t help but wonder.

“What’s the mood?

The atmosphere in the waiting room was strange.

‘If only on the way up…’

When they had gone up for the duel, Haputa had been the only one who cared about Minghu, but not now. Everyone in the waiting room was aware of Ming Hu.

“Is it because of the duel we just had?

Apparently, this mood was created by the duel they had just fought.

‘Hagiya…’

Now that he thought about it, it made sense. The nobleman Ming Hu had defeated earlier was a very large man, and it was no wonder that he was in such a mood after casually tossing him out of the arena.

whisk

Ming Hu shrugged it off and sat back in his seat, looking out over the arena. Soon, the ninth duel was underway in the arena.

That was the moment.

Thump! Thump!

“Count Minghu!”

Ming Hu, who was watching the duel, heard a voice accompanied by a vibration from the floor and turned his head to look toward the source of the voice.

“Huh? He’s…

After identifying the protagonist of the voice, Myung-Hoo couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

“The nobleman from a moment ago?

The voice was that of the hulking nobleman who had just dueled Ming Hu.

Thump! Thump!

The hulking nobleman didn’t say a word as he called out to Ming Hu, just strode toward him, shaking the ground as he went.

“You can’t be…

A sudden thought struck Ming Hu, and he looked at the hulking nobleman approaching him with a puzzled expression.

“Retaliation?

The possibility was there. From his point of view, he could not kill him, so he had him defeated off the field, but that was only from his point of view, and from the nobleman’s point of view, it would have been a very humiliating situation.

Thump!

Soon, a huge nobleman arrived before Ming Hu. The enormous nobleman stopped walking only when he reached Ming Hu’s presence and stared at him wordlessly.

Sigh

Ming Hu stood up and opened his mouth, ready to strike back, just in case.

“What’s going on?”

Sigh

As soon as the hulking nobleman finished speaking, he quickly extended his right hand as if he had been waiting for the words.

“…?”

What happened next left Ming Hu puzzled.

“…handshake?

The hulking figure of a nobleman with his right hand outstretched looked as if he was asking for a handshake. No, he was shaking hands.

“I apologize for my rudeness earlier.”

The hulking nobleman who shook my hand opened his mouth to speak.

“…what is it?

Unexpectedly, Ming Hu looked at the huge nobleman with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

“I am Devan, prince of the kingdom of Multhan.”

What followed left Ming Hu stunned.

“Was it a prince?

I thought he was a nobleman, but he wasn’t. He was a prince of a kingdom.

“It must be real.

His appearance made it hard to believe that he was a prince, but he would not lie here, so it must be true.

“My name is Mingfu, Count of the Helioca Empire.”

Ming Hu shook Devan’s hand and introduced himself. After shaking his hand, Devan opened his mouth to say that he was really surprised.

“It’s been an incredible experience.”

It’s an incredible experience, and knowing what Devan was talking about, Myung-Hoo smiled wryly.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I had to–“

“Oh! No, I’m not saying I feel bad, I’m saying it was a really fun experience, because it’s not easy for someone my size to have that experience, haha.”

Devan waved his hand in disagreement, but then smiled and extended his hand again to shake hers.

“I’m rooting for you.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Devan said, and Myung-Hoo shook his hand in response.

[Increased intimacy with Devan, Prince of the Multhan Kingdom].

[Increased rewards for the quest “Journey to the Aman Empire”].

At the same time, a message popped up. Ming Hu looked away from the message and glanced back at Devan as he shook his hand and headed for the bleachers, then sat back down to watch the game.

“Count. I think it’s time for you to get ready.”

Ming Hu, who was watching the game, jumped to his feet at the sound of a knight’s voice right in front of him.

“Finally, my turn.

It was the last game of the day. Ming Hu rose from his seat and began to walk toward the arena, following the knight.

“The winner, advancing to the Round of 16, is Prince Haren of the Kingdom of Bedin. Congratulations on your advancement. Please proceed downstairs.”

As soon as he reached the stairs, he heard a knight’s voice from above the arena, and down the stairs came an unknown nobleman who had just fought a duel and lost. Ming Hu glanced at the nobleman, then climbed the stairs to the arena.

“…?

As Ming Hu walked to the center of the arena, he couldn’t help but shake his head when he saw a nobleman walking from the opposite direction.

“Why is he making that face?

The nobleman walking up from the other side had a strange expression on his face. It was not the expression of a man about to duel.

The nobleman’s expression was a mixture of confusion, bewilderment, and other emotions. Ming Hu couldn’t understand why the nobleman was wearing that expression.

“Was that my game?

Suddenly, I realized that maybe it was because of my duel with Devan, the prince of the Multhan Kingdom. I thought to myself.

“Whatever.

Upon further reflection, it was not necessary. Ming Hu decided not to pay attention to the nobleman’s expression and stopped walking when he reached the center.

“Let the duel to determine the round of 16 begin.”

Soon the knight finished speaking and rode down the arena as he had been doing all along. As the knight descended, Ming Hu bowed slightly to the nobleman and raised his hand in greeting.

Cringe!

Is it the greeting? Or was it the raised hand? The other noble flinched, then quickly stepped back, sword drawn and ready to strike.

Jumbuck.

Ming Hu took a step forward to catch the nobleman who had fallen backward.

Jumbuck.

But as if waiting for it, the nobleman took a step backward.

“…”

Seeing the nobleman retreating as he approached, Ming Hu couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed.

“What are you doing?

Why back down? This was a duel. It wasn’t a duel for survival, so why would he back down? I don’t understand the nobleman’s behavior.

“Ugh.

But that didn’t matter now. No matter what the nobleman did, Ming Hu had to grab him and throw him out of the arena.

Jumbled

Ming Hu slowly began to approach the nobleman. As Ming Hu approached, the nobleman began to back away to keep his distance from Ming Hu, sword drawn. However, the arena was not infinitely large, and soon the nobleman reached the end of the arena.

“…!”

Reaching the end of the arena and realizing that he could go no further back, the noble frowned slightly and looked back and forth between the arena floor and Ming Hu.

“I’m finally getting it.

There was nowhere for the nobleman to retreat. Ming Hu thought he had finally caught him, and he continued to move toward the nobleman.

“Hmph!”

As Ming Hu approached, the nobleman frowned, glancing back and forth between Ming Hu and the arena floor, but then, with a look of determination on his face, he lunged at Ming Hu.

“Go!”

The nobleman plunged his sword into Ming Hu and cried out.

Swoosh!

The hilt of the sword turned blue, as if it had been imprinted with magic, but that wasn’t all. An air current began to appear around the sword, but it didn’t matter if the blade was blue or not. Ming Hu raised his arm to block the sword as it came toward him.

Chin!

Not surprisingly, the nobleman’s sword falls into Ming Hu’s arms.

Swoosh!

As soon as the sword was in Ming Hu’s arms, it sent a gust of wind around it. But that was all; the sword did not react at all after that.

“…!”

The nobleman looked at Ming Hu with a look of disbelief.

Sigh

Ming Hu saw the look on the nobleman’s face, reached out and grabbed his clothes, and began walking toward the end of the arena.

“It’s nice to be close.

Since the position where he captured the nobleman was already at the end of the arena, Ming Hu was able to reach the end of the arena after a short walk.

“Let’s throw it out there.

Reaching the end of the arena, Ming Hu lifted the noble to throw it.

“Now, wait a minute!”

Then the nobleman cried out.

“…?”

Ming Hu was about to throw the nobleman out of the arena when he heard the nobleman’s shout, and he paused to look at the nobleman with a questioning look in his eyes. The nobleman smiled wickedly at Ming Hu’s glare and opened his mouth to speak.

“Gently, gently throw it…”

“…”